El Paso, and it’s March

El Paso, and it’s March. And it’s the beginning of Austin’s SXSW, the annual spring break in Texas for the music business. The “departure lounge” at the old airport is beginning to feel just like a us terminal. I keep vowing to avoid this place on Friday afternoon, and I keep forgetting that when it’s time to leave. Who books these flights? Oh, that’s right, I do. Grace and Julie met me at the airport in El Paso, and since the plane was a little late, those two had a few well-chosen words about me being late, and how it was obviously my fault. Dinner at Kiki’s again, and that still has to be one of the better places to eat that I’ve been taken to.